My Mind May Be American But My

When War Is Not Just It Is Subsequently Justified; So It Becomes Many Things. In Reality, An Unjust War Is Merely Piracy. It Consists Of Piracy, Ego And, More Than Anything, Money. War Is Our Century's Prostitution.

Those Who Arrive At The End Of The Journey Are Not Those Who Began.

So The Lover Must Struggle For Words.

He Laughed Like An Irresponsible Foetus.

Dayodhuam: I Have Heard The Key Turn In The Door Once And Turn Once Only We Think Of The Key, Each In His Prison Thinking Of The Key, Each Confirms A Prison.